The Immortal Sect had knelt?
All the ancient race cultivators were dumbfounded. They simply couldn't believe their eyes. They wanted nothing more than to hammer their heads a few times, thinking that this was all an illusion.
A grand Immortal Sect expert from the Immortal World, an Immortal Lord on the same level as the legendary Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, had actually been forced to kneel by a junior of the Cheng family.
This scene was extremely shocking. At the very least, it had overturned everyone's imaginations.
"Indeed, being weak has limited my imagination …"
This thought surfaced in the minds of many ancient race cultivators.
Fenghao's hands were in his pockets. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he looked at all the ancient clan cultivators present.
Weren't they all loyal to the Immortal Sect? Feng Hao didn't mind showing off his methods to intimidate them.
The Immortal World and the God Realm had nothing to do with him. Even if the two great powers fought to the death, it had nothing to do with him.
But as long as they coveted the opportunity on Earth, it would be greatly related to him. Not to mention the fact that the Extreme Dao Sacred Tree had entrusted him with the task of protecting China before it disappeared, this opportunity alone had a high chance of allowing him to return to the Vast Thousand Domains. He had to do everything in his power to fight for it.
Even if he had to become enemies with the God Realm, the Immortal World, or even the entire world, it wouldn't change his determination.
Although the ancient race cultivators of the Grand Xia didn't have any super powerhouses that they couldn't send out, he could still understand the God Race behind them.
Similarly … by intimidating and subduing these ancient race cultivators, he could also prevent the ancient race's Holy Sons from colluding with the God Race and allowing them to descend to Earth.
This would indirectly save him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if the ancient race cultivators and the God Race joined forces, how could China remain unscathed?
"What are you doing?"
Another Immortal Sect expert's hair stood on end. He looked at Feng Hao with a look of dread.
As for the kneeling Immortal Sect expert, his face was flushed red with anger. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He felt as if his dignity had been swept to the ground. He was a grand Immortal Sect expert, someone who could look down on the world with disdain. But now, a single word from a mortal had shaken him so much that he couldn't get up.
"Nothing much. This old thing told me to kneel down, so I said 'impudent' and he knelt down …"
Feng Hao casually said. These words left the Ancient race cultivators dumbfounded, as if having the powerhouses of the Immortal Sect kneel was an extremely common matter.
This junior of the Cheng Family, even if the Saint Son were to descend, it was unlikely that he would be able to force the powerhouses of the Immortal Sect to kneel!
Just what kind of opportunity did he obtain?
"Don't be so arrogant!"
The powerhouse from the Immortal Sect who was kneeling on the ground said hysterically, "The Primordial Lord of Heaven is now in the mortal world. Just you wait to be suppressed!"
Feng Hao shrugged indifferently and said, "Is that so? I wonder if he's the reincarnation of a strand of Pan Gu's soul … "
"Hmm?"
The two Immortal Sect powerhouses were stunned. They deeply looked at Feng Hao. From Feng Hao's tone, they sensed something different.
It was as if he had some understanding of the great god Pan Gu.
As soon as Feng Hao finished speaking, he directly walked over to the Immortal Sect powerhouse who was being suppressed on the ground. A fiery red light rapidly appeared on his right hand as the phantom of a kirin came to life. He punched out, causing the kirin to roar.
Bang!
The Immortal Sect powerhouse's eyes widened. He mobilized all the immortal energy in his body to protect himself, but under Feng Hao's kirin arm, he was directly smashed into powder.
"He …"
"What a familiar feeling, as if I've seen it somewhere before …"
Many of the Ancient race cultivators were dumbfounded. A single punch had killed an Immortal Sect powerhouse. The shock brought about was completely beyond what they could bear.
In particular, the supernatural ability that Feng Hao had just used was far too familiar to them. It was as if they had seen this move not too long ago.
"Stop messing around, Feng Hao!"
At this time, the female CEO of the Long Group, Long Xueqing, finally flew into a rage. She directly called out Feng Hao's name.
Feng Hao had gone too far. The other party was a powerhouse from the Immortal World, and also an Immortal Sect powerhouse with monstrous authority. Feng Hao had killed him just like that. How could she explain this to that Immortal Emperor?
Moreover, this Immortal Welcoming Assembly was held at the behest of that Immortal Emperor powerhouse. Now that such a scene had occurred, how could her Long Group bear the consequences?
Long Xueqing's eyes were slightly red. When the Immortal Sect powerhouse was killed and Lin Yu had been forced to kneel, she had wanted to plead for leniency. But she didn't expect that Feng Hao would forcefully counterattack, leaving her dumbfounded.
She knew that Feng Hao was strong, but she never thought that Feng Hao would be strong to this extent.
But no matter how strong he was, could he be stronger than an Immortal Emperor?
"Feng Hao?"
However, Long Xueqing's words were like a pebble falling into a calm lake, instantly stirring up ripples.
"He isn't Cheng Hao, he is Feng Hao …"
"During the Hua Mountain incident, he turned the tide and single-handedly defeated a powerful foreign demon."
"I was wondering why that punch was so familiar. So it was him, Feng Hao!"
Many of the ancient clan cultivators present were boiling as they stared at Feng Hao with burning gazes.
Everyone knew how powerful Feng Hao was. He was a super ruthless person that even the foreign demon had to bow down to. He was a powerhouse that shook the entire world.
Even the Heaven Realm's divine messenger, Lu Xihua, was killed. This caused a huge commotion in country R. The entire country was paralyzed and the country was locked down.
Such a ridiculously powerful person had turned into a disciple of the Cheng family and appeared before them.
Zhao Yang, who was in the Cultivation Alliance, couldn't help but have a headache. Exposing Feng Hao's identity wasn't part of his plan, but he believed that he had some understanding of Feng Hao. He must have his reasons for doing this.
The Cheng family's elder, Cheng Jinnan, wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was really a capricious Holy Lord.
Bai Ling and Long Xueqing didn't react, but when they saw the ancient clan cultivators' expressions change, they vaguely guessed that Feng Hao was the godlike man that had shaken the world.
From the beginning, he had said that there was someone who would protect this land, and that it was him. Bai Ling had thought that Feng Hao was joking, but now it seemed that it was all true.
Bai Ling's heart was in a mess. She was an immortal demon, a disciple of the Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain. And now that Feng Hao had killed an expert of the Celestial Sect, he was undoubtedly an enemy of the Celestial World's Heavenly Court. What should she do?
Her identity was still exposed...
Feng Hao's lips curled up into a smile. He smiled at the Long Corporation's president, Long Xueqing, who had told him to stop. He chuckled and said, "I just swatted a noisy fly to death."
As he spoke, Feng Hao's slightly cold gaze fell on another Celestial Sect expert.
Thump!
The Celestial Sect expert's heart skipped a beat. He revealed a bitter smile and his gaze rapidly changed.
"Ha, haha, so it's the Wind Emperor. I've heard a lot about you!"
The Celestial Sect expert's attitude changed 360 degrees. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It was my fault that I couldn't recognize the Wind Emperor. I'll apologize to the Wind Emperor now …"
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